Oh cold, cold, rigid, dreadful Death, set up thine altar here, and dress it with such terrors as thou hast at thy command: for this is thy dominion! But of the loved, revered, and honoured head, thou canst not turn one hair to thy dread purposes, or make one feature odious. It is not that the hand is heavy and will fall down when released: it is not that the heart and pulse are still: but that the hand WAS open, generous, and true: the heart brave, warm and tender: and the pulse a man's.
Strike, Shadow,strike! And see his good deeds springing from the wound, to sow the world with life immortal!
Welcome Dear Freinds, Enter If You Dare...
In the dark cobwebbed room resides the fears and nightmares only a choice few could love...Come in and make yourself at home, visit with the creepy, the intense, the bloody fiends that inhabit the night...stay awhile...
Victorian ghost bride
The Living Corpse
Silent Hill nurse
gothic
Evil Gypsy
Mort the Mortician
Axe Murderer
Gothic Girl
Gothic Girl
Zombie guts
Grim Reaper
Banchee
Grim Reaper
Axe Murderer
Bloody Bride
Screaming MIMI
Dead Witch
Evil Elf
Jason
Vampire
Zombie
zombie
Zombie
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